Chapter 22 Hidden Skills

Chengtian Martial Arts School, Rong City.

"Coach Kang!"

Li Changqing ran along the greenway in sportswear: "Long wait."

"You kid, I've been waiting for you for half an hour, come in quickly."

Li Changqing let Kang Tianchen pull him and ran towards the martial arts gym. All his energy and blood were swirling in his dantian without leaking out at all.

Forty kilometers, half an hour, he set a new record.

Being pulled by Kang Tianchen and listening to his great strength, he instantly controlled the energy and blood that the former had not deliberately restrained.

"Lower three stars, four stars?" But Li Changqing was a little unsure.

Why does Kang Tianchen's energy and blood feel a little empty?

The crowd speeds up.

"The rest of the students will still be in five groups, each group will last five minutes, so hurry up!"

Li Changqing stood there, his consciousness wandering.

Who is better between their chief and Sun Sheng?

His gaze crossed the crowd and fell on the three people surrounding the stone monument.

The spiritual energy covering the entire stele suddenly spread.

"Huang Xuan, why are you here just now?" Kang Tianchen stepped aside and put one hand on Li Changqing's shoulder.

They are still a little bit stubborn about themselves, and the handiwork of psykers is not so easy to understand.

Li Changqing touched his chin while he was thinking about how to resonate with spiritual energy.

The three senior brothers at the front finally finished their enlightenment, and left in a hurry with expressions of sudden enlightenment on their faces.

"Coach, what kind of enchanting soup did you pour into your junior brother? Does he have any misunderstandings about our martial arts gym?"

There is something else hidden under the psychic items?

While he was talking, a strong man who looked like an iron tower came over outside the dojo.

"Don't worry, coach, I will try my best."

Psykers are the dream of all warriors, and they are also mankind's last trump card against the unknown alien fleet.

There aren’t many freshmen in the academy this year, so it shouldn’t be difficult to keep the top eight.”

Even Li Changqing couldn't hold himself any longer. Isn't this too miserable?

"Okay, Junior Brother Li, don't be too depressed." Huang Xuan, the person involved, comforted Li Changqing.

"Baoya? Still fighting for the championship?" Huang Xuan's eyes widened.

"That's right, we had an exchange and discussion with them three days ago." Huang Xuan scratched his head. "We lost a bit miserably."

Can't see the engraving information clearly.

"Absolutely. They are already the strongest among the age-appropriate people in our martial arts school."

Before Li Changqing could finish speaking, Kang Tianchen hit him on the head.

"Let me introduce you."

"There are three of us here, and the top eight are too much."

Half an hour later.

When it was Li Changqing's turn, everyone else had left, leaving only him, Kang Tianchen and a record-keeping coach in the entire martial arts gym.

It was completely different from the last time Li Changqing came. The huge dojo was completely packed with people, and for a while it was impossible to even find a place to set foot.

Huang Xuan leaned on Li Changqing's shoulder and whispered, "When the time comes, senior brother, I will prepare a big gift for you."

"The people at Ji Xing Martial Arts School are all geniuses from all over the country. Our Martial Arts School in Rong City cannot compare with them. You just have to work hard and win next year."

Just try to become a warrior."

However, except for the first three senior brothers, no one can see the slightest bit of fame from the stone tablet.

"Win the championship?" Kang Tianchen's face turned darker when he heard this.

Chen Danqing's artistic conception paintings also belong to the lower application of this technique.

"Huang Xuan, tell him."

"Li Changqing. This is your future senior brother, Huang Xuan. This time he will also represent our martial arts school at the Youth Cup."

Fast Star Martial Arts School?

A figure appeared in his mind.

"You kid, don't give me a playful smile. If you don't get a name in this Youth Cup, you represent our martial arts school and at least win."

Entering the top 32, do you understand?"

If Li Changqing's qi and blood are thick petroleum, then Kang Tianchen's qi and blood are thin mineral water, with some atomization.

"I won't talk about you registering as a martial artist. When you actually pass the martial arts assessment, let's talk about other things!"

Li Changqing heard this and was a little confused: "Coach Kang, our martial arts gym is the only martial arts gym in Rong City that has trained psychics.

"I hope the stone tablet brought by the gym owner will be useful. Not much else to say, there is still hope that the three and four seats of the Swift Star Martial Arts Hall can be defeated.

Although most of the qi and blood are entrenched in the Dantian like Li Changqing, he cannot completely hold the dantian, and some of the qi and blood are still flowing in the body.

At this point, Kang Tianchen's face darkened visibly, and he looked depressed.

"Coach Kang, why do you feel a little unhappy?"

"Your face is dark."

He pointed to his watch.

"Hahaha." Huang Xuan turned around and said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Li, I am a contestant in this Youth Cup, so I don't have to line up."

"Evergreen, the people in their Ji Xing Martial Arts School are all geniuses. We won't compete with them. As long as you enter the transformation period this year, I guarantee you,

Winking at Li Changqing, Huang Xuan pushed his way through the crowd.

Even the image carved by the psyker lost its charm due to the temporary loss of psychic energy.

No matter what, we have to keep Asia and compete for the championship."

Kang Tianchen's eyes fell on the three people in front of the stone tablet.

No wonder no one can realize that if the spirit cannot resonate with this stone tablet, the psychic barrier will block all information.

The coach in charge of recording saw Kang Tianchen and understood immediately.

No need to be reminded, the suffocating energy instantly made Li Changqing understand what it was.

"Hello, Senior Brother Huang Xuan."

What a strong blood!

Li Changqing tilted his head.

But even for warriors, it is very dangerous to come into contact with psychic energy rashly. In order for warriors to absorb this knowledge, psychic practitioners will basically use painting, seal carving and other forms to bind powerful psychic information into psychic items, allowing non-violent warriors to absorb this knowledge.

The psyker thought about it slowly.

"Otherwise, why do you think I'm in such a hurry?" Kang Tianchen's face didn't look very good, except for the smile when he first saw Li Changqing.

He smiled, but kept a dark face the whole time after he came in.

"Keeping the top eight counts as success."

This means that Huang Xuan's kung fu during the transformation period was completely unsatisfactory, so that after he became a warrior, it was not perfect.

"Senior Brother Huang, don't you need to queue up?"

His own trump card didn't even see the opponent's chief.

Qi, will you bring this psychic stone carving back?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense. Huang Xuan is a serious warrior. What is your status?"

"No, go and take a look." Kang Tianchen led Li Changqing to the front of the stone monument.

Li Changqing's eyes flashed: "Coach Kang, are they the seniors who will represent our martial arts school in the Youth Cup this time?"

"Coach Kang, is this the student you are talking about?"

Still a little worse.

"Your people?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and get in line."
To be continued...